#yes he's very restless and hard to handle isn't he matilda??

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Transcript:

Matilda: Are you almost done? Courtney: Uh-huh! Is he getting restless? Matilda: Erm…

Courtney: Oscar’s outside if you wanna find him. Matilda: Sure. Courtney: And tell him he’s not supposed to be smoking!

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Matilda: You’re not supposed to be smoking. Oscar: I was just pretending-.. to look cool, y’know? Matilda: [snorts] You’ll fuck yourself up, like nanna did.

Oscar: Your nan was pretty cool though. Matilda: Yeah… Oscar: Thanks for doing this, by the way. I know it’s kinda short notice.

Matilda: Isn’t it usually the woman who does all this wedding planning bullshit? Oscar: Sexist much? She couldn’t plan a piss up in a brewery anyway-.. and she deserves it, and she loves surprises. So, yeah.. all she’s gotta do, is turn up in whatever pretty outfit you’ve cooked up together n’ have a good time.

Matilda: I wish it could’ve been us, sometimes. Oscar: What? Matilda: It would’ve been so much easier if we’d had.. chemistry, or whatever.

Oscar: We don’t though, do we? Matilda: Fucking-.. obviously! God, you’re so vain; what did you think this was, a confession? You may as well be my brother. Oscar: The fuck else am I gonna think when you say shit like that?

Matilda: We grew up together, we understand each other-.. we’ve even slept together. Why didn’t it feel right? Why is it so hard to find someone I have an actual connection with? Like we do, but.. romantically. You two you make it look so simple. Oscar: I don’t know.. I guess fate had other plans, if you believe in that sorta stuff.

[Robin whimpers upon seeing Courtney, immediately reaching for her] Oscar: He’s hungry. Courtney: Clearly! What’s up?

Oscar: Tilda’s super jelly-.. she’s finally interested in what’s between a guy’s eyes as well as his legs. Matilda: [laughs] Fuck off. Courtney: Awh, you’ll find someone special sooner or later.

Oscar: And when you do, you’ll understand how simple it can be. Matilda: [scoffs] With me? Doubt it. Courtney: Bah! You’re impossible to console.

Oscar: Triss needs a lift, by the way. Courtney: Now? We could-… Oscar: Nope! The boy is hungry n’ I’ve got shit to do; Tilda can do it.

Matilda: I wish you’d stop tryna force-… Oscar: [whispers] He has a girlfriend numbnuts-.. pleeeeease just take him? I’m running out of cars. Matilda: Okay, okay! Get off me already.